Two pearls lie in my hand
One has a subtle trace of perversity
Carved on its body
I love her...
The other cries blood red tears
That fall down her pure chest
I hold her close
And make mine her solitude

Alone! I have to choose
For if both I keep in my hand
Perish I will...

Had I the key for this
And these pearls would then
Shine just like diamonds
With splendour...